ChopBloc 2 (Explicit)
BlocBoy JB"ChopBloc 2 (Explicit)" is a song by BlocBoy JB, released in 2019 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:39 long and contains 70 lines and 582 words.
Lyrics
0:01I'm in the booth with a Glock 23
0:05AR15
0:07Choppa make a n***a scene
0:09What you say Chop
0:10Yeah yeah NLE s**t b***h
0:12Yeah yeah yeah
0:13F**k it b***h I'm thuggin
0:15The Glock I'm tuckin
0:16Up it I knock your muffin
0:19End of discussion
0:20I don't do no f**kin cuffin
0:22I f**ked her cousin
0:23She said that my d**k is lovely
0:25I think she love me
0:27Hit him with a Drake I ain't talkin bout Aubrey
0:28You sayin you a killer
0:29Lil n***a you flagin
0:30And just like the Pizza I want me some topping
0:32And if it's a problem you know I'mma solve it
0:34Bust through your s**t b***h I'm ready to drill
0:35And just like a ghost I give you the chills
0:37B***h I'm deep in the water they call me a seal
0:39He was speakin on me somehow he got killed
0:40I'm like "who"
0:41I be goin coo
0:42I might have to rob you
0:44Pull up where that n***a work
0:45Shoot him through the drive-through
0:47And don't speak up on my name n***a I advise you
0:50I'll put a bullet through yo head right between yo f**kin eyes fool
0:53I got a tool on me handy mandy that b***h dandy
0:57Just like a squirrel b***h I want me a nut just call me Sandy
1:00On Halloween I was robbin the kids for their candy
1:03Now I grew up hittin licks and these n***as they can't stand me
1:07Drop top Chop b***h I knock back tops
1:10I broke a b***h spinal cord when I gave her back-shots
1:13I put a n***a on Fox
1:15Just if he talkin to the cops
1:17"Choppa how many bodies you got"
1:19-b***h I got a lot
1:20I put the perc up in my Henny so you know I'm gettin silly
1:24I'll leave yo body in the old town road just like I'm Billy
1:27And b***h I'm Gucci'ed down now a n***a used to shop at Tennis
1:31And all these pamper a*s h*es really out here feelin s**tty yeah yeah
1:34BlocBoy JB：：
1:35That's how you feel
1:36I'm on the block with the steel
1:38I'm in the club and I'm runnin these h*es
1:39This s**t feel like is track and field
1:41If you talkin bout this crippin s**t homie
1:43I been doin this s**t for years
1:44What's the price homie
1:45All this ice on me
1:46This s**t got me up on chills
1:48Ridin through your city with your b***h get my d**k sucked
1:51Bank account on Antetokounmpo we gettin' big bucks
1:55Big Ben chain I ain't never get my s**t tucked
1:58I heard these n***as talkin smoke well b***h you know this s**t up
2:01Before I work it out with a b***h I do a sit-up
2:0540 to his mouth I gun hin down now he can't get up
2:08I heard the opps talkin I know how to close they lips up
2:11This s**t get personal I put his momma in the pick-ups
2:1540 on my side choppa on the left of me
2:18Please don't judge me all this w**d and beef get the best of me
2:21Heard you got a stock of bad b***hes but yo b***h chubby
2:25I can be the ugliest n***a in the room your b***h will still f**k me
2:29I heard you got no cash you on a low budget
2:32You payin for that a*s you got a whole budget
2:35You get into it with your h*e because your h*e buggin
2:39I teach that b***h a little Pilates how her toe touchin
I'm in the booth with a Glock 23 AR15 Choppa make a n***a scene What you say Chop Yeah yeah NLE s**t b***h Yeah yeah yeah F**k it b***h I'm thuggin The Glock I'm tuckin Up it I knock your muffin End of discussion I don't do no f**kin cuffin I f**ked her cousin She said that my d**k is lovely I think she love me Hit him with a Drake I ain't talkin bout Aubrey You sayin you a killer Lil n***a you flagin And just like the Pizza I want me some topping And if it's a problem you know I'mma solve it Bust through your s**t b***h I'm ready to drill And just like a ghost I give you the chills B***h I'm deep in the water they call me a seal He was speakin on me somehow he got killed I'm like "who" I be goin coo I might have to rob you Pull up where that n***a work Shoot him through the drive-through And don't speak up on my name n***a I advise you I'll put a bullet through yo head right between yo f**kin eyes fool I got a tool on me handy mandy that b***h dandy Just like a squirrel b***h I want me a nut just call me Sandy On Halloween I was robbin the kids for their candy Now I grew up hittin licks and these n***as they can't stand me Drop top Chop b***h I knock back tops I broke a b***h spinal cord when I gave her back-shots I put a n***a on Fox Just if he talkin to the cops "Choppa how many bodies you got" -b***h I got a lot I put the perc up in my Henny so you know I'm gettin silly I'll leave yo body in the old town road just like I'm Billy And b***h I'm Gucci'ed down now a n***a used to shop at Tennis And all these pamper a*s h*es really out here feelin s**tty yeah yeah BlocBoy JB：： That's how you feel I'm on the block with the steel I'm in the club and I'm runnin these h*es This s**t feel like is track and field If you talkin bout this crippin s**t homie I been doin this s**t for years What's the price homie All this ice on me This s**t got me up on chills Ridin through your city with your b***h get my d**k sucked Bank account on Antetokounmpo we gettin' big bucks Big Ben chain I ain't never get my s**t tucked I heard these n***as talkin smoke well b***h you know this s**t up Before I work it out with a b***h I do a sit-up 40 to his mouth I gun hin down now he can't get up I heard the opps talkin I know how to close they lips up This s**t get personal I put his momma in the pick-ups 40 on my side choppa on the left of me Please don't judge me all this w**d and beef get the best of me Heard you got a stock of bad b***hes but yo b***h chubby I can be the ugliest n***a in the room your b***h will still f**k me I heard you got no cash you on a low budget You payin for that a*s you got a whole budget You get into it with your h*e because your h*e buggin I teach that b***h a little Pilates how her toe touchin
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